Bora born
Once were friends _
Decades pass on a whisper as night jasmine
dilutes in the quiet dark humors of the night.
Social media's omnipresent algoes
let her in, the girl in the bush the city
let free, as she found him with a quiet hello.
A road trip set up a meeting of mobile
plans, tossed aside in empty text echoes; well done!
A ritual of practiced means sends him to
coventry, the return loops unanswered, flagged
as peopleye reveal who they really are.
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© 17th july 2021 _ Ioan James Daniel
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Once were friends _
Once were friends _